Greetings, my sunshiney readers. I’m assuming there were hijinks overnight, since the bedroom was closed this morning. I was quietly reading yet another Reddit flamewar when a truck rattled by and woke up Shawshank. He thought it was cat bullshit and got out of bed. We both had pretty typical Mondays. The new buzzy muffstuffer…
Good morning, y’all. It’s a gray Tuesday. The cats are doing cat things. I want the coffee to make me feel human (but not too much). We enjoyed our Monday at home. Shawshank puttered, and we had brunch. The cats did cat things. Podrick decided Shawshank’s hands are acceptable, so Shawshank was the recipient of…
Morning. It’s Wednesday, the hump of the week. Once more, it’s been a ✨morning✨. Naturally, this ✨morning✨ followed a ridiculous afternoon. I used the morning to build a simple HTML/JavaScript teleprompter. My robot slave spat out 40-something suggested lines of dirty talk inspiration, which I used to build myself script, since I can not be…